“Memorial Day isn’t just about honoring veterans, its honoring those who lost their lives. Veterans had the fortune of coming home. For us, that’s a reminder of when we come home we still have a responsibility to serve. It’s a continuation of service that honors our country and those who fell defending it.” ~ Pete Hegseth
While revising Meandering Passage and my photo galleries I’ve been thinking of photography, what its relationship is to me long-term and life in general. Most of us who go to the trouble to publish our photos on a blog and to maintain that blog must have some reason, right?
The photo above was made during explorations while we were camped at Gouldings RV Park and Campground, near Monument Valley, Utah in 2016. We’d pulled off the road to stretch our legs at what looked to be a small unofficial parking spot for local ATV and dirt biker’s and this was the scenery.
I know, not a bloom one would think of as a spring flower and in most cases, you’d be right. This photo was actually made a few years ago January in the lone star state of Texas…So, for the sake of this post let’s just state it’s spring and this is most definitely a flower.
“The painter constructs, the photographer discloses.” ~ Susan Sontag
I don’t enjoy having my photo taken and I could probably count on my fingers the number of photos of myself I could stand looking at, much less liked. So I was somewhat surprised when combing through my archive of photos I came across the above photo taken by Bonnie at White Sands National Monument in New Mexico. Seeing it, I realized…